Dongho stepped foot into the bar. Phase one.

"Order just a shot. Speak with the waitress for approxiamtely three minutes, then make eye contact with the subject," he thought, relaying the list in his head. 

     He completed two out of the three steps. Finally, he made eye contact. The male he looked at responded with a gaze of fear, but seemed to understand what was going on.

     "Kang Dongho?" the man asked. Dongho nodded.

"And you are Kim Jonghyun, I presume."

     "Yes. Now, I almost feel as if I should know why you're here, yet I'm not entirely sure. Would you care to clue me in?"

Dongho sighed. "Alright, but we have to be quiet about it. Are you sober?"

     "I'm not exactly sure about my sobriety."

"Perfect. Just...brace yourself. That's all I have to say."

      Jonghyun listened intently, his glass shattering on the floor with Dongho's last words.

"And, you need me?" he said, hands shaking.

     "Yes, Kim Jonghyun. Without you, my mission will fail and all of history will be voided. Do you accept your role in this?"

Jonghyun nodded. "I do."

     "Good. For safety now, you'll refer to me as Baekho," Dongho said.

"Do I get a code name, too?"
     "Yes, yes you do, JR."